[FNAF] Freddy's Night

"Clarissa, you have to climb inside me. The other animatronics will find you and kill you," Freddy said, and opened up his hatch.

Clarissa climbed in, but didn't quite fit.

"Quickly!" He whispered. Clanks of stomping feet and groaning machines were getting louder.

She could sit comfortably inside him except for the flared knob at the base of where she'd sit.

Her mother told her she should protect her virtue at all costs. Her mother wasn't here. She'd abandoned her here.

Clarissa pulled her panties to the side, parted her lips, and seated the knob between her labia, sliding it inside her. It was dry but it fit snugly, filling her, and not that unpleasantly. She closed the hatch.

The animatronics had reached Freddy. A warble of beeps and whirs were exchanged, and the rogue animatronics went off in search of Clarissa.

Freddy started walking. "I'll take you to a safe place, Clarissa," he said.

With each lurching slow step, Clarissa felt herself bounce up and down. Not hard enough to hit her head - the inside of Freddy was padded (for some reason.) But enough for her to rise up and down that little flared knob that she had tucked deep inside her.

"Oooh," she exclaimed. The feelings she felt were unfamiliar but quite pleasant. She thought maybe she was wetting herself - she felt damp down there. She didn't have to pee though. She knew she didn't pee.

Still with each plodding step the hero took, that plug withdrew slightly then plunged. Withdrew then plunged.

Freddy was humming to himself now, A dull moan from his vocal box. Still walking. Still plodding. Still lurching.

And inside the suit, Clarissa started to pull herself up and down the metal knob inside her.

With each step, she felt more and more pleasure. Especially in that amazing spot she discovered at her front, that little button of nerves that felt so good to touch or hump on a pillow.

He stepped. She felt it. She swore she could feel each pile on the carpet as he walked. Like the princess and the pea, she felt so much more than she ever had before. Felt fuller. Felt close to some buildup.

She stuffed the hem of her t-shirt in her mouth to keep herself from squealing. To keep from alerting the others.

The knob began to...pulse...inside her? She thought it was just metal. But it felt warm, almost hot to the touch. Not hot enough to burn but enough to make her aware of it.

She continued to ride, nay, grind into the pole. And was comforted by the hum of Freddy, now almost a rhythmic grunting. He was so silly, acting like a bear, even after the facility had closed.

She felt a splash of warm liquid...inside her? Creamy, not like her usual wetness. And it brought her over the edge as she rubbed her button, screaming into the shirt.

She hoped the sound wouldn't cause a Security Breach.